Covert Operation Dialogue in Film

Rambo! Let's go. How are you, Johnny? Good. John, I'm sorry to send you to such a hellhole.

I've seen worse. Yeah, you have, haven't you? John, I told you I'd help you out when I could. You interested?

You can't possibly want to stay here for another ten years. Ten? It's supposed to be five. Twenty, depending how this conversation goes. Kidding.

A covert operation is being geared up in the Middle East. Your name was dug up by the computer as the most capable to complete the mission. Mission? Iran.

John, the midterms are coming up, and we need to end this war. Empty threats and promises aren't working. We have a deal. We don't have a deal. I'm gonna blow them up. I'm not gonna blow them up. People aren't falling for it anymore. Your mission will be to capture the Ayatollah, bring him to me so I

can put him over my knee on the White House lawn and spank his bare ass raw on live television while singing God Bless the USA. Seriously? Tremendously.

Why me? Why not Hegseth? Hegseth wears too much hair product. One flick of a match from the enemy, and his head will explode like a fireworks factory.

John, if this mission is successful, I'll pardon you so fast your head will spin. It'll be like nothing anyone has ever seen before. All clear? Sure. Good.

The next time we meet will be at the White House. In the meantime, don't drop the soap.